Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Of course, that doesn't mean these castles can't fight. There are no castles in the world, because siege and cutting off food is the retribution of any fort According to church history, the most difficult battle against a rebel lord took place at Tiberius. Because the siege lasted seven years. The king surrounded the castle with hunger as a weapon, and it took seven years to finally exhaust the food and grass in the city and conquer the city.

However, it is clear that while this war did not predict well for the enemy's defenses, our Lord Bloodfang did not reflect on himself at all. In his thought loop, he blamed everything on the wizard. In this way, the magic battle ax in his hand was only chopped on the table, not on a person's head.

The ax silenced his subordinate, who began to wince slightly.

"The wizard must have something to do with it!" said the Bloodfang Lord. "He lied to me"

From the words of the Bloodfang King, it can be seen that he has lost confidence in capturing this nameless castle in a short time. Yes, followers of abuse of power are bloodthirsty, but after all, they prefer a good fight such as victory or defeat between two armies instead of standing helpless on the ground watching the enemy attack themselves, because they want to exceed The attack range of the weapon.

"He has no reason not to know that these little castles are difficult to attack," said the Bloodfang Lord. "You know, it was the wizard who called the war."

Except for the Bloody Lord, who naturally joins the Legion of Chaos as he captures White Castle, almost everyone else is summoned by Marvin. Admirers of size and sin are just that. Of course, even though Marvin was the convener, he was very wise to relinquish the position of Supreme Commander after weighing all aspects of the comparison of forces. As most disorganized executives know, Marvin puts a lot of effort into organizing an intelligence network in the southern states. In the early days of the war, almost all intelligence gathering, map drawing and other work came from Marvin.

To say that Marvin knew nothing of the details of these castles would not have convinced even the diabolical followers. It's not a problem in one or two places and if it's really bad luck and it's particularly tough, the bloody god may have killed a couple of unlucky people who "lost the war" and the Superintendent was up all night Attack, and vow to break the city.

Marvin knew these castles were extremely difficult to deal with, and he described these "hard bones" as "fat meat" for them to eat. this motive. No matter how stupid a person is, he will find something is wrong. Everyone knew that the "King of Bloodfang" personally led the team, and the base camp was left to Marvin. Does that mean, maybe the whole thing is a trap? What conspiracy is Marvin planning?

It's easy to imagine. For even followers of Chaos know that strange wizards are always plotting tricks.

"Then let's go." One of his subordinates pointed to the distance, apparently referring to the wizards in the army who followed them, and made a "chop" gesture with the palm of his hand.

"No," the Bloodfang Lord kept his head. "Keep it, I'll think about it. I have to figure out what that damned wizard wants!"

"So we, are you going back right away?"

"If you don't camp tonight, retreat now!" the Bloodfang King ordered without hesitation. He didn't think it was a good idea to slow down until he knew what kind of plot Marvin was plotting. "These southerners dare not chase us!"

In Neustria, away from the bloody lords, I came to a side street in the city with a couple of retinues in full armor from helmets to iron boots. In front of him, you can see the sign of a small hotel.

On the eve of the war, although there was no strict military control in the city of Neusteria, at least one person who knew what to do would not be traveling here at this time. In fact, 100% of the people who come to Newstroia now are businessmen risking their lives to make a profit. These businessmen never come alone, they all come with partners, employees, trucks, horses. In this case, it is obvious that they would not choose such a small hotel, which does not even have stables.

In addition, all residents of the city have been evacuated, and hotel business has been greatly reduced. Most hotels in the city were also closed. Their owners had either left the city to take refuge in the rear, or were now in the army and unable to take care of their own small shop.

However, this family is clearly an exception. The door of the hotel was open, and the layout made it clear that there were people here.

"Is this it?" I asked. When he asked the question, he looked around to make sure no one else was around. He was sure no one would recognize him, at least not suddenly, because he covered his face with his helmet. But the helmet itself is a strange thing. Helmets are known to be very useful protectors on the battlefield, but are a nuisance when they're not fighting because they affect people's vision.

Fortunately, I didn't see anyone in my line of sight. His choice of dinner time was really a good one.

"That's it," replied one of the subordinates. This is a middle-aged strong man with an honest face. "Master, he's inside."

"You wait outside." I said. After speaking, he took off his helmet, handed it to someone, and walked in quickly.

In a hotel room, an old man sat there.

The old man should have white hair, neither fat nor thin, looks about 10 years old, slightly curvy. Seeing me coming in in full armor, the old man stood up, looking a little frightened.

"Sure, Master Honor?"

"It's me, you should be, my count?"

"Just down there," I said in my most polite tone. "Is there a problem? I'm afraid it's not very good."

"No, Count, I think so. In fact,

I can not believe it. gold. "He looked a little hesitant.

"I can't believe you've been here all day and night. I'm glad to tell you the truth," I said. "You don't have to worry. Mr. Arkin is my friend. Please trust his promise as you trust me." He stretched out a finger, "Three thousand gold Oli for your painting is too cheap for me." Because I really need to. You are such a master of human art painting to help me. Ah Jin told me that he has seen your paintings. That painting is really realistic, so he highly recommends you to me. Of course, I'm lucky you're near Newsteria. "

The old man named Honor was really flattered. There are many artists in the world, but he belongs to the kind who chooses that he likes to paint portraits of dead people. In other words, he loved painting the dead, and his best work was one in which bodily details were clearly and meticulously depicted.

All other painters will have a hard time selling his paintings despite being a master. Today, he was thrilled to see thousands of Kim Ollies begging him for a painting. In the end, however, he realized that my words were not what he expected.

"Three thousand pieces of gold, Ollie? Isn't it a thousand pieces?" asked the master painter suspiciously.

I was wobbly and my head barely hit the wall.

It is worthy of being Ah Jin, who is really familiar with the business, and charged an intermediary fee when he changed hands. Well, the agency fee is a bit high, even higher than the employment fee itself, but it's not against business rules. ..